Round 'em up

Nami yawned as she turned over in bed. Rubbing her eyes, she watched the warm morning light stream through the curtains. It took her a few minutes to remember the night before, but when she did, she looked over at Ameya who was still asleep next to her.   

She decided that it would be best not to wake her up, and hopped lightly out of bed. She slid on her fuzzy purple slippers, and headed into the kitchen.   Nami played with the curl that was hanging in front of her face as she decided what to eat. Her sister Matsuko wasn't up yet, so she's have to make something on her own.

  She tried twice unsuccessfully to pour a bowl of cereal  without spilling, and eventually just settled on a price of buttered bread. Without even changing out of her pajamas, Nami skipped out the apartment door and across the hallway, toast in mouth, to tell the others of Ameya, the young newcomer. 

  Nami knocked on the apartment’s door that was across from her own. After a few moments with no response, she knocked again, harder this time. Nami could hear the sound of someone fumbling with a lock on the other side. Slowly, the door creaked open, and a light blonde haired boy stood in the doorway, rubbing his eyes and adjusting his boxers.

  "Jesus Nami, whaddya want so early in the morning?"

  "I have news! Let me in." Nami replied, hopping up and down.

  "It's 4:00 in the freaking morning, ya little weirdo. I still need to get some slee-"   But Nami simply pushed past him and jumped onto a old looking couch, legs folded criss-cross style.

  "There's a new girl staying in our apartment, Ress!" She announced grandly.    Ress shut the door to the hallway. "Why is she staying with you two? Tell her to find her own place."  

Nami sighed and puffed he cheeks out. "She's only 15 and she doesn't have anyone to stay with!" She crossed her arms, "We couldn't make her leave; that would be mean."

  "Only fifteen? You mean her real age?" Ress raised his eyebrows.  

"Yes I mean her real age, silly." Nami grinned, taking a bite of her toast. "Isn't it exiting?"  

Ress took a step back and ran his fingers through his light hair. "Well, where is she right now then?" 

  "She's still sleeping at our place."  

"Right. Asleep, like a normal person. Not up and rampaging through her neighbors apartment blabbing her mouth off at four in the goddamn morning." Frowned Ress.   Behind the couch, a door creaked open. An older boy with dark blue hair emerged, rubbing his eyes. "What's going on out here...?"  

Nami and Ress turned around. 

  "Aw, nice going Nami, you woke up Dion."

  Nami payed no attention, "Dion! Dion! Guess what? There's a new girl staying in my apartment!"   "There's a what...?"

  Ress rolled his eyes, "Sparkle princess here wanted to let us all know about their latest guest. At 4 in the morning."

  "It's great right?"  

"Not wake us up at four in the morning great!"  

"Calm down both of you..." Yawned Dion. "Nami, that's great news but could you save it for later? And Ress, put some pants on please."

  Nami sighed and headed towards the door while Ress dashed into the bedroom. Pausing, Nami spun around and called, "Well, meet me in the garden at 11:00!"

  "Yeah, yeah, whatever." Ress muttered from inside his bedroom.   "

We'll be there," Dion assured her. Nami nodded at him and closed the door on her way out. 

  Standing in the hallway, Nami blew out a frustrated breath and finished off her toast. But as she approached the next door her gloom faded away. 

    She didn't even have to knock on the door before it opened wide.

    "A new girl, huh?" Whispered a twin ponytailed teen excitedly. "Come in and tell me about it!" She urged with a sweep if her hand.   The two girls made their way into the living area, kicking  manga novels out of the way to make a clear path. "So who  is she?" Inquired the older girl, sitting down at the small table in the middle of the mess.

  "Good morning Maddie." Smiled Nami.   Maddie rolled her eyes and propped her head up on her fist. "Yeah, yeah, morning. But tell me about the new girl?"

  Nami sat down and smoothed out the bottom of her pink nightgown. "Well," she started, "She arrived yesterday at north center. She doesn't have any family to stay with so we let her stay with us for the night."  

"Where's she from? How old is she? What's her name?" Maddie bombarded Nami with questions.   Nami taped her chin in thought, "Well, she has an American accent. So I guess she's from the United States. Her name is Ameya and she's 15."  

"Only 15? Wow, that's young." Commented Maddie, leaning back in her chair. "How is she taking it?"   "She seems a bit shocked, and maybe a little confused." Nami confessed. "...But I think she'll be okay." She decided.  

"So when do I get to meet her?" Questioned Maddie.

  Nami stood up, "Ah, that's what I came to tell you about. We're all gunna meet in the garden at 11:00."   "Eleven? Okay I'll be there." Replied Maddie.  

And with that, Nami headed to the door and waved goodbye. "See you then!"  

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Nami pressed the button labeled "8" in the elevator and hummed as she ascended. When the doors
opened, she skipped out and looked around.

"80691, 80691...." Nami muttered, checking each door number as she walked along the hallway. "Aha."

Without bothering to knock, Nami opened the strangely, unlocked door, stuck one foot a few inches through
the doorway, and then quickly hopped back several feet.

There was a whirring sound, and she watched as a large net dropped to the ground just inside the door.

Deciding it was safe to advance, she stepped into the apartment about three feet. She then bent down,
removed a sock, and tossed it through the hallway in front of her.

Red lights flashed and several frying pans swung out from their place tied to the wall, clanging together noisily.
After a few moments, Nami heard the thump of someone tripping and then the sound of footsteps running closer.
Suddenly, a young boy, covered in grease and hair mussed, peeked around the corner at the end if the hallway.

"Hiya, Carnias!" Beamed Nami, waving from her spot by the door.

Carnias sighed and reached over to flick a small orange switch. The glaring red lights stopped their frenzied
dance along the walls.

"What are you doing here so late at night?" He asked tiredly.

"It's not night, it's already four o clock in the morning," Nami corrected him, retrieving her sock from the hall
and skipping into the main room. "And I have some quick news to share."

Carnias followed her into the room, picking up loose metal scraps and a wrench off the floor as he went.

Nami Sat down on top of a cluttered desk.

Carnias looked annoyed. "Can you not?"

But she ignored him, "There's a new girl staying in my apartment!

Carnias slumped down to the floor.

"THAT’S what you came all the way here for? To tell me about your new visitor? Now I have to set up all
the precautionary security systems again." He sighed.

Nami frowned dejectedly, "We'll I thought you would want to know."

"Yes, yes, thank you Nami...." Replied Carnias tiredly, waving his hand.

"You're welcome. We're all meeting in the garden at 11, by the way."

"Alright, I'll be there... just give me some time to clean up."

Nami smiled and hopped off the work table. Carnias seemed relieved that she got off without
harming any of the blueprints that were laying scattered on the surface.

Nami ducked under the hanging frying pans, scampered towards the door, and with a wave of her hand,
disappeared into the hallway.

The End

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